A fresher green the smelling leaves display

We call it only pretty Fanny's way.

When Spring came on with fresh delight To cheer the soul, and charm the sight, While every easy breezes, softer rain And warmer suns salute the plain.

Still an angel appear to each lover beside, But still be a woman to you.

A sudden splendour seemed to kindle day A breeze came breathing in a sweet perfume Blown from eternal gardens, filled the room.

Remote from man, with God he passed the days; Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.

Let those love now who never loved before; Let those who always loved, now love the more.